Document And Packaging Quotes & Sayings

I like to sit down every day and not know where the book is going. I have no idea where the book is going to go or how it's going to end as I'm writing it. — Ted Bell

People did not know what she knew, that she was not really a woman but a man, often a fat man, but more often, probably, an old man. The fact that she was an old man made it hard for her to be a young woman. It was hard for her to talk to a young man, for instance, though the young man was clearly interested in her. She had to ask herself, Why is this young man flirting with this old man? — Lydia Davis

WORK, SOMETIMES
I was sad all day, and why not. There I was, books piled
on both sides of the table, paper stacked up, words
falling off my tongue.
The robins had been a long time singing, and now it
was beginning to rain.
What are we sure of? Happiness isn't a town on a map,
or an early arrival, or a job well done, but good work
ongoing. Which is not likely to be the trifling around
with a poem.
Then it began raining hard, and the flowers in the yard
were full of lively fragrance.
You have had days like this, no doubt. And wasn't it
wonderful, finally, to leave the room? Ah, what a
moment!
As for myself, I swung the door open. And there was
the wordless, singing world. And I ran for my life. — Mary Oliver

Perhaps it is only the light. Perhaps it is the power of the realms at work through me. Or perhaps it is some combination of spirit and desire, love and hope, some alchemy that we each possess and can put to use, if first we know were to look without flinching. — Libba Bray

And there's no figuring out the unknowable. And there's some kind of oxymoron in that that's more moron than anything else. — Sarah Mussi

He looks at one of the pictures for a long time. Then he looks at me. "I'll keep you up here." He taps his temple. "Where you can't get lost. — Gayle Forman

I thought you said he didn't hurt you. His voice was harsh. When he looked into my eyes, my heart turned over. He looked angry and rather dangerous, and all the more handsome for it. — Julianne Donaldson

God is unchanging primary source of love, all the ingredients of love are oozing out of his pure heart and poured into our hearts. — Euginia Herlihy

I don't have to explain anything to anybody. — James Dean

I'm constantly maxing out my Gmail account, and that is hard to do. — Rachel Sklar